OKAY SO- Your Tarzan Ingo AU has my horny brain by the balls, and my god, I love it. This one idea has swirled around my head for so long so have a random prompt, if you want to do anything with it!
Imagine you have been his 'mate' for a good while, and with plenty of raw sex to boot! He has been rutting into you basically nonstop when he can whenever you're together, his brain turned to mush between growls of "breed, breed, breed!" and babbling how much he loved you. Him hissing in pain when you leave scratch marks in his back as you cling onto him as he thrusts his cock in over and over again, and egging him on more and more with the occasional kiss.
It is only a matter of time before welp, it's confirmed that you're pregnant. Your belly has only started to swell at but it would be noticeable enough to your 'mate' once he sees you. (It's a tad early to be getting that big, but it would probably only be a big baby... spoiler alert, it's two. ;D)
It wouldn't take long for you to find Ingo (or him to find you?) and reunite with him after spending time back in the village due to being sick. Of course, he brought back food but that could wait as he wanted to breed you again. Of course, you miss his girthy cock inside of you so get straight to stripping.
But you decide to surprise him without words by just straddling his hips and lifting your shirt to show off the proof that he successfully bred you. Ingo would be so confused as he palmed at your belly before it finally got through his brain that he actually knocked you up. You were pregnant! Pregnant with his 'pups', his babies! (You said you were sure it would only be one baby... imagine his smug face months later when you hold your newborn twins after a long delivery)
It would be a whirlwind of clothes being flung carelessly away and prep before he is fucking you again, but he is much more gentle than he usually is with at least one hand on your belly at all times and face in the crook of your neck. He couldn't wait to show his family that the pack would be growing soon~
I've written so many things about this in the tag but none more delicious than what you gave me 😔
Giggling and twirling my hair I need to be bred so badly by Tarzan ingo. All I will do is grow his Cubs and warm his nest!
Tarzan!Ingo: His Sneasler sibling wingmanning for him
(It doesn't go well)
Sfw cut for length
Ingo x Gn!reader
*inserts Hidden World reference here*
You let out an exhausted sigh, your clothes folded neatly on a nearby rock as you soak into a natural Hot Spring. Your Expedition to find Sneaslers in the wild to document their social habits hasn't been fruitful for you.
You couldn't return to the Village empty-handed; the professor had high hopes for you. Not only that, gaining the trust of Commander Komado was vital for you to remain in the village and for you to survive basically.
However, your Expedition to the mountains of Coronet Heights wasn't in vain.
Making contact with a man who seemingly has been raised by wild Pokemon. Ingo was a fascinating study, more evidence that Pokemon perhaps can live in harmony with humans. But you can't stray away from your primary mission.
You hope to pray to hypothetical Almighty Sinnoh he could take you to the Sneaslers colony-.
You freeze, hearing the sound of rocks scattering about coming from the dense rock formations covering your bare body.
The fog and the snowfall made it hard to see but you wouldn't dare leave the pool of warmth while you're equipment, Pokeballs sat on the other side of the pool.
You peer into the dense fog, trying desperately to see what could have made that noise behind those large rocks, all the while taking steps backward to reach for your partners ready for a potential battle, as a figure begins to show itself on top of the giant rock formation.
You sighed relief as the figure became clearer to you, his silver eyes deep and mysterious, silver wild and oddly Majestic Hair was unmistakable.
"oh thank Almighty it's just you..." you Mumble to yourself, fingers pinching your temples.
Ingo seemed different than usual you couldn't put your finger on it. His chest puffed out in pride with that permanent frown on his face before taking one step, not looking at where he was stepping, slipping on the rock, and letting out a hiss as he fell to the ground.
'Ok...' you watch in utter confusion with a concerned look on your face, you've studied his behavior before and this was completely new to you. Completely dropping your guard from before.
Heat rushes to The Wild man's face with embarrassment as he shakes off the gravel and dust before getting back up on his hind legs, his stance stiff and inhuman.
His eyes glance behind you the Tall cat like figure cheering him on quietly,
The cat Pokemon purred as he watched you and ingo in a distance, far enough for the fog the completely skewer him from your view. However, with his sharp eyes, he could easily see his brother trying his hardest to flirt with the human he thought was pretty.
You saw Ingo's eyes light up at his sibling waving his claws from the other side of you. Only for you to see nothing when you turn around the Sneasler hiding behind the rock as you turn your head.
You turn back around Ingo's attention catching to your legs before looking at his own. He loosens his more Sneasler stance for a moment, with much exaggeration putting one leg in front of the other.
Is he trying to mimic your walk?
How cute.
you chuckle putting your hand do your mouth. Ingo noticing your positive reaction gives a shy smile back, his lips representing a skitty; he could feel his heart fluttering in his chest. A rumbling came from his throat, purring in delight.
He continues his actions reacting little to his pelts getting soaked in the spring water. He could only get within a few feet of you before you back up, reminding yourself that Ingo maybe raised by wild Pokemon, but he is still a grown man, and you are naked as the day you were born in a hot spring alone with him; he gets closer his brother peering from behind a rock hyping as Ingo draws closer only to quietly hiss as he watches you push him away.
"ok, ok, ok, back up, mister," you affirm, pressing a hand on his chest and stepping back; his chest was firm, built with pure muscle, probably is from spending his entire life climbing mountains and surviving on what he could find or hunting.
It was survival of the fittest in Coronet Heights and he thrived;
Ingo immediately stops, his smile fading, ' what's wrong? Did he do something wrong? Did he get the human mating dance wrong?!
With his pleading eyes he looks at his brother to help.
The Sneasler doesn't give up, putting its claws under his chin, thinking of a way to help his brother snag a mate before his eyes widen, a genius idea popping in his snickering feline head. His shoulders imitate a prowling motion. He flexes his clawed hands, ensuring his adoptive brother knows that showing your strong, sharp claws is important in getting a mate...
Sadly that only works for Sneaslers, not humans.
Your attention was solely on Ingo watching him flex his fingers.
You step back again giving yourself more distance from him.
Your face goes back to immediate bewilderment when you see him hunch his shoulders, his arms out, giving you a nice full view of his muscular arms. You can only barely see his ripped abs covered in scars, telling tales of Pokemon he has fought in the past. His hands are hooking to resemble claws as he practically prowls toward your you hear a growl ripple from his throat as he gets closer. His stone, emotionless face twisted into an aggressive one.
His legs seemingly ready to pounce on you. Reminding you that Ingo could, in fact, overpower you if he really wanted. And you would be powerless to stop him. He gets closer, his arm out to touch you. To grab you?!
His brother watching from a distance, all too pleased with his idea, gives Ingo a thumbs up, encouraging his brother to turn up the heat.
Before you can do anything, your hand connects to his face forcefully, pushing him with all your might and making him stumble over into the hot water.
" I don't know what's gotten into you today and go, but I think it's time for me to leave."
You had an irritated look on your face; Ingo looked in horror, watching you go to gather your things, his brother immediately hiding from your sight as you fully turned around.
The wild man tries to run after you only to lose his footing slipping into the water and falling face first.
You look back for a second, rolling your eyes at him.
What a wonderful reminder that this man is supposed to lead you to the Sneaslers.
Putting on your clothes, and before leaving the fog, completely hiding your figure in view.
Ingo growls in frustration before softening into sadness. Glancing at his reflection, he balls his hand in the first, hitting the water as his brother comes out from his hiding spot to comfort his brother
Ingo has yet to give up him, and his sibling will regroup to draw up a new plan.
Tarzan Ingo but he’s hit with an aphrodisiac, when fighting a Pokémon. And you are all concerned, until he fucks you right then and there, uncaring about being in the open like this 👀
Y'all I'm going feral I can't stop thinking about this one.
Cw: exhibitionism, blood play
You sat alone among the pile of old blankets and animal skins with nothing but the crackling fire pit and the howling wind of the mountain keeping you company.
Scraping at the stone floor with your stick, waiting for your boyfriend to return with a fresh kill and some berries for dinner. His hunts are usually quick, not bearing the thought of leaving you unprotected.
It's not like you didn't do your own fair share of exploration going against Pokemon much larger than yourself before meeting him. It didn't matter to Ingo. No matter how bloody battered and bruised he would be from fending off an Ursaring. He would always fret over the smallest scratches on you.
His eyes going soft, his voice soft yet rough trying to tell you over and over to not move as best he can in your language as he checks your body for any more scratches. He may be the strongest man in the mountainous Forest but he is no Pokemon.
As the hours go by you worry. What if he was in trouble? his weekend body tumbling to the ground as his blood taints the fresh snow was a sight you could not bear. No matter how mad he would be disobeying his safety precautions.
You put on your old Galaxy Gear leaving the safety of his den. Wondering around Coronet Heights in search for Ingo. The wind trembled the trees as it howled the only thing you've been hearing besides the crunch of the snow beneath your shoe. Occasionally climbing or sliding down ledges when you would find even the slightest trace of him. It wasn't until you neared the top of Coronet the snow seemed to finally stop and the wind finally quieted down. Following a small path until you reached a small clearing mostly surrounded by cliff the light green grass dusted with the white snow.
You only took two steps into the clearing before feeling a shiver running down your spine.
Eyes...
Something was watching you, drooling over your seemingly vulnerable state. You didn't seem to notice his hiding spot in the taller part of the grass carefully placing his fingers and sole forward as he stalks closer. A hunting tactic he picked up from Luxury that used to hunt his brothers and sisters.
Before you noticed silver eyes on you he pounced, his frowning face twisted with anger. he grabbed your arms and pinned your legs to the ground.
Ingo let out an Hiss from his throat perfectly mimicking a sneasler before growing the rest of his words.
" Why are you here?!" his English wasn't perfect, but you understood him completely. He stitched fur coat that was tattered. His chest was bruised with claw marks buried into his sides with what it looks to be faint pink dust all over him.
" You were gone for a while I got worried so I looked for you."
You couldn't move the rest of your body brushing your fingers against the back of his hand. Ingo practically flinched feeling heat to rush to his face. Knowing that his mate worried for him made his heart flutter.
His anger almost disappears noticing that you were not in injury. However he couldn't leave you unpunished... He had been dealing with his unbearable Heat for a while, and now that you're here he could hardly hold back his desires.
"Ingo?" his name left your lips which his body reacted, arousal going straight to his loins. Even the cold breeze of Coronet Heights could not quell this rising heat inside of him. He lowered his head into your chest taking in your scent. Your scent clouded his mind he felt like he was going into heat he wasn't sure if this was from the attack or something that a human is supposed to feel.
His tongue ran across your collarbone up your neck gasping, his teeth sinking into your sensitive flesh.
"ingo?!" his name again, making his whole body shudder, "Mate," Ingo growled back. His hand's ice cold roamed your body, grabbing at your plush hips and legs, breath getting heavier as he felt them, arching your back when his rough hand opened up and slid into your uniform. He picks you up with one hand as he supports you. Instinctively you wrap your legs around him. He doesn't go very far just moves you to some softer grass. As soon as he places you down, his lips are on yours, giving you messy yet passionate kisses. His cock is still covered by his tattered loincloth, hot and twitching as he grinds into you. "Mate," he says again, this time in a softer tone. That word... so animalistic and primal. Every time he calls you that, it fills you with excitement.
"Ingo please, we can't, not here, not now your hurt."
He snarls when you try to push away from him. The pain was nothing compared to the burning sensation inside his core. The blood from his wounds stains your Galaxy uniform. It didn't matter, not like you would need it for much longer as Ingo would contemplate on tearing it apart.
Only to decide against it knowing that you wouldn't be too happy. Instead, simply undressing you and using it as sort of a blanket on the cold grass. He didn't wait for another second to take off his cloth. His cock sprang to life, twitching and leaking; it looked red and painful. Despite being naked in the cold his body was on fire. The only way to quell this heat was to be inside of you.
Grinding his shaft against your entrance he couldn't wait any longer. Every second he wasn't inside of you was agony. Only leaving you for a minute to watch his fingers play with the entrance of your hole.
The pink dust from the tattered remains of his fur coat flake off, giving off a faint sweet smell. it wasn't much but it was still enough to give you a buzz the heat in your core getting stronger.
Saliva dangled from Ingo's mouth, landing directly on your clenching hole. The sudden feeling of cold hitting something so sensitive made you whimper.
He crawled back over you, wrapping his strong arms around you, your legs wrapping around him as he pushed his pulsating cock inside you. His moan of relief was loud making you realize you were out in the open you seemed far enough from any Galaxy camps, but who's to say that anyone couldn't just walk and see you being taken by a naked man?
Oh it would be a disaster. Ingo holding you close, preventing anyone else from getting closer to his mate, cradling you against his chest, not wanting anyone else to see your naked body, all the while caring little for his modesty as he climbs and scales the ice-cold walls with ease with your Galaxy uniform over his shoulder only for him to pin you to a wall of a nearby cave not bearing to be apart from your warm wetlands hole for a second.
His movement snaps you out of your thoughts, his hips slamming down onto you. His Pace is brutal. His pupils are blown, and his eyes roll back as he lets his instincts take over. The heat of your bodys keeping the two of you warm.
His moans get louder, becoming roars and howls as your walls clench around him. Ingo's hands firmly holding you in place as if you were going to run from him like prey.
"Mate, mate! Mate! Mate! Fuck! Mate!" he babbled, the burn inside of him continued threatening to consume him if he dared stop.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn't stop his hips from slamming against yours. With the overwhelming urge to bite and claim you, his teeth dig into your shoulder, hushing his howls into silent growls. The blood from his wounds gets onto your body, and his rough hands smear the blood on your stomach and chest. His orgasm hits him hard when he sees it, his own blood marking your skin—grinding hard against you as he spurts thick load after load deep inside of you as you milk his cock cumming as well; your screams echo through the clearing when Ingo starts picking back up his pace. You whined his name in embarrassment when you felt his cold, rough hand smear his blood on your chest and stomach.
He was just about to reach his peak once again until-
" over here! I heard it this way!"
Your blood ran cold as Ingo stops completely, Snarling in frustration his orgasm ruined, before you could react Ingo pulls out of you throwing you over his shoulder his eyes start around, looking for an easy way out. Until he spotted a large tree above. Its roots dried and sturdy, weaving in and out of the rock until they reached the clearing floor. you held on to whatever clothing he had left on him as he grabs each root making his way up the wall.
As soon as he came back to his den he threw you into the nest of blankets and furs before continuing where he left off. This time no more interruptions.
Hmm... What about yandere Tarzan Ingo, or just feral yandere Submas in general. You are the cutest other human They've ever seen. They need you. They want to take you back to their home in the forest and the mountains and keep you away from those weak, pathetic humans of your village who could never care for you like they can... Just a thot :>
I watched two Disney movies for this and I'm going to watch the series I'm going to fucking put my whole entire Crush on Tarzan and throw it on these two.
Y'all are going to get a mix of head cannons and scenarios for this one.
Yandere Tarzan! Ingo and Emmet
Grab some snacks this is going to be a long read
Cw:smut, yandere, pred/prey
there is a non-con part in it but I will just cut it off so you don't have to look
Your meeting would be slightly different. For one thing Ingo and Emmet would hate humans or prefer their wild families more, but you oh you if they were ever even remotely curious about their own kind they would only ever go to you to explore their Curiosities.
You know how to handle yourself on your excursions but to them you are still but a Starly in a world of hungry Bravery.
🌹🌹🌹
Instead of meeting ingo first, you would probably meet Emmet first. When you caught one of his little sister's a blue Zorua while she was yipping in pain from a sprained paw.
🌹🌹🌹
Emmet has seen what humans do, nothing but malice filled his heart when he watched you take his sister from him. But you should thank him the things he will do to you will be far better than what his pack will do.
When he prepared his hands and vocal cords to trick you. To lure you away from her before striking, but Emmet stopped when he heard his sister not yelping in pain but yipping and purring. There you were giving his sister berries and rapping her paw and bandages. Sliced medical leaks and Oran Berries around the two of you. As you scribble funny things with a stick onto some kind of weird thing.
He watched you for a while and when you were done you just let her go.
Emmet is not a Zoroark he doesn't hate you even though he wishes he was so he could. He thinks that was the first time humans ever peaked his interest other than the time his mother showed him what species he really was.
He's been thinking about leaving his pack for a while he's not stupid as much as his pack tries to treat him as one of their own he knows what he is but he'll be damned if he goes back to that cursed settlement.
He sees how you're treated you're just like him never going to truly fit in. you look happy but he knows it's all lies. As much as he wanted to he could never survive by himself and the way you took care of his sisters made him swoon, you would be such a good mate.
Ingo has been alone his entire life, so much so that being with other people especially people he doesn't know much about or at all really makes him uncomfortable.
Sneazler maybe solitary but he is not a sneazler. And loneliness very much eats away at him. Sometimes he watches the people who worship his mother not in hopes to join them.... just to feel that companionship, he has his mother yes and his mother will always tell him that but it's not the same.
One morning he stayed a little too far from the mountains of Coronet Heights. That's when he saw it a human covered in scratches running they looked... terrified they keep looking over their shoulder. Was something chasing them? The scratches look deep, they were bleeding and poor thing must have been running for hours.
Exhausted the human collapsed in the snow. You would die without him he had to take you in you are called and weak, and shaking.
He looked through the something that you are carrying it held Lots of berries and leeks. He worked hard making makeshift bandages soaking your ripped cloth in the medical leak juices he would snap and squeeze to wrap around your leg.
Snap and cut the dead Twigs before sawing them down with his trusty bone knife. Your leg was broken, he knew from experience when he was a child trying to climb the tallest mountain just approved his sneasle friends. He can't help but chuckle to himself now what a stupid idea even if a sneasle. Oh his mother yowled at him for hours before teaching him how humans fixed they're broken limbs.
When you woke up and saw him, you looked, terrified, as if you saw the ghostly shadow of a Zoroark. Before calming down when you realized that he fixed your leg. "T-thank you?" Your voice shook, scooting away from Ingo.
You had to stay with him your leg was broken you were weak the scratches an from your captor still healing and you didn't know where you were. This man, his face haunts you, but he was good company. Whatever the fuck was happening you're sure your professor would not only be flabbergasted, but absolutely in awe at your story.
The lack of communication was awkward, you are sending mixed signals to this man who took you in, but you're sure it's nothing. With nothing to do you were curious so you might have run your hands through his hair or touched and felt his cold calloused hands mumbling to yourself about how a human could not only survive in the wild for their entire life, but also be raised by Pokémon.
Oh yeah Professor laventon was going to flip
Ingo is not a Sneazler and being alone for most of his young adult life was doing a lot more than he anticipated, he flinched when you first touched him. Like something in his heart finally calmed, receiving something he had been secretly yearning. He realized he could never ever live on his own forever as much as his cousins and Friends adored him they admit he is a little clingy, and stop seeing him.
When he woke up that morning to see his nest empty and your stick brace off and abandoned on the floor. He did not take it too well the thoughts of going back to an empty echoing cave made him lose it he can't go back to those years again.
You couldn't have gone far the cave he kept you in wasn't his normal cave there was nowhere for you to run and he could easily see you the hills were steep for any human to try to climb but not too steep for him.
And the only way for you to truly go was through the cave system...
He stalked through the cave gently making his way quickly to find you.
Please don't leave him it's unsafe no human can survive the icy blizzard of the Ice lands please come back to him where it's warm and safe....
He quieted his breathing so he could hear you you're allowed footsteps echoing through the cold rock and ice, but there was something else, something snarling and panting, in desperation in hunger and anger
The dark tunnels and the echoing sounds of something stalking you in the Darkness made you grit your teeth you had to keep going. You've been in the wild for weeks, you miss your warm bed and Pokemon, That Beast cracked the catching contraptions and released all of your newly caught Pokemon.
Noncon part
You heard snarling and growling you made the mistake and turning your head to see him your Captor pounce and bring you to the ground. That smile will haunt you for the rest of your life that crazed smile.
Emmet gripped your shoulders as he held you down on the icy floor.
Finally.... he has been tracking you for days... Days.
How dare you escape his den when he was sleeping he's done nothing but love and care for you.
He grabs your chin forcing you to tilt to the side as he rolls you over to check your trapezius... his mating bite is faded... Oh well, he could always give you more and he won't be gentle, considerate your punishment for escaping...
Even his hand over your mouth your screams echoed through the caves. Fuck even your screams in pain were so cute, so intoxicating he couldn't help but grind his crotch against yours as he digs his teeth deeper in your skin. Fuck you are so tantalizing and tempting he could mate with you right here, and make you his for the first time.
Ingo's heart jumped out of his chest when he heard you screaming you weren't too far and when he saw what looked to be a Pokemon over you hurting you, he saw red.
He grabbed your attacker and with all his strength ripped him off of you throwing him to the wall.
He held you to his chest. Well his attacker let a chilling noise a Gowl that could only be from a zoroark's throat.
Ingo hissed gently placing you a side before standing up he didn't have sneazler claws but he did have sharpened bone and makeshift claws just for defense.
But when he saw the attacker's face he immediately dropped his weapons....
The attacker was the same the growl immediately dying from his throat.....
You watched from the sidelines to shaken up to move, as your attacker and you're protector approached one another slowly.
It was like looking in a mirror something felt familiar and he wasn't sure if it was because he seen his reflection or something else.
All these years they wished somebody was like them but not the same humans that they encounter... it was like everything made sense now.
Their hands were the same their faces were the same the ice wall next to them showed the reflection but they were standing right next to each other.
During whatever reunion this was you tried to crawl and sneak away only to catch their attention immediately.
They looked at you then at each other.
Whatever it was they were thinking about, you were not liking....
You feel his breath on the back of your neck he teeth gnawing at your skin his fingers digging into your thigh holding your quivering leg up
"N-No!... Not finished....with mate...." he growls
His other hand travels underneath you to grip your neck you're back against his chest he bites down on your shoulder picking up his pace.
The sounds of raw sex fill the cave. The sound of his balls slapping against you, your lewd sounds, Ingo's roaring moans.
He thinks it's about cumming on you, spreading his scent making you wreak of him. But there's something so Primal about cumming inside of you. Marking you on the inside with his cum as well as the out with his teeth and claws.
His eyes roll back muffling screams with your shoulder. He stills his hips deep inside of you filling you up.
And The Demon/hybrid bf bears his teeth snarling at whoever is trying to hurt you while holding you close😭💖😳.
They're so sweet and gentle with you but if someone ever harms you they become vicious, showing the threat that they have no problem killing somebody if it means for keeping you safe
